thinking about my boyfriend who does not exist in the real world but he is funny and handsome and loving and would bash in peoples heads if they were mean to me 💖💖💖💖
Forgot to share it before, but I got another blorbo plushieee- aaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! ( o >w<)o <3<3<3<3
(yes, I give my plushies goodnight kisses, they deserve it ò///ó)
Finally, I have at least one piece of merch of my main blorbos! :,D (Mike plushie is not official but who cares, he's perfect anyways <3)
Also random storytime moment: when my dad saw me with marketable plushie Mike he was cooking some kind of bread (питка/ pita) and said that he would try to draw him on the bread and he actually did it! (he said that he gave him one antenna because he thinks that Mike is an alien). In the meantime, when my mother saw him she couldn't stop laughing saying “His face, he just looks so silly” X,D
Michael holden and...me???!?!? Yeah he's my wife chat
I drew the entire piece of me, with Alice's piece as reference. Michael's side is completely alice oseman's work, just with a few sparkles and beauty marks.
Been having a rough day and thought about this Michael x Reader scenario to cheer me up a little. Just some fluff. Readers gender identity is not specified. Also kinda OOC, I mostly based him off of a headcanon of him in a relationship.
Imagine you sitting out on your back porch of you and Michael’s shared home, whether it’s the Myers house or whatever you imagine doesn’t matter. You’re sitting there taking in every negative emotion and thought and feeling and letting it wash over you because you simply can’t find the energy to find the positives in life.
Then, you feel someone approach you from behind, standing next to you now. It’s Michael of course who sits down next you you, not saying a word as usual. You don’t look at him as you’re currently trying to process everything but eventually you and him make eye contact, even with his mask on.
He’s staring back at you already even before you laid your eyes on him. He doesn’t speak, but instead slightly tilts his head. It’s a question. A silent “Are you okay?” You don’t have the energy to answer him and avert your eyes from him and focus your attention on the ground. You begin spiraling again. You want it all to go away but you can’t help but feel all of it. You tell yourself it’s what you deserve.
Before you spiral any further, you suddenly feel yourself pulled into a massive bear hug from Michael. His hugs are always tight and firm and this is no different. He’s warm as well, it’s all strangely comforting despite what his “day job” is. You don’t even realize you’re crying at first, it was almost a knee-jerk reaction, and you only noticed once your throat became sore as you let out a broken sob.
Michael holds you for a while, not letting go until your crying has subsided. He rubs your back and holds you close even if you try to pull away. Eventually you calm down enough and he lessens his grip on you to let you pull away. You give him a soft “Thank You” and he returns with a short nod. He gets up pretty suddenly, before reaching his hand down to help pull you up to your feet. Your legs are a little shaky but he helps you find your balance and the two of you walk inside, holding each other by the waists.
Once inside, Michael does whatever it is you want to do. Whatever it is that makes you happy. Watch your favorite movie or tv show. Helps (well, tries to help) you with making some food. Crafting something. Drawing. Just laying on the couch and resting. Anything you need, even if he doesn’t love it. What matters is making sure you’re okay, and you bet he’s not going to stop until he’s sure you are. He’s extremely stubborn like that. It can be annoying but in times like these it can also be really helpful.
Kinda basic buuut it made me smile especially when I feel like shit. Hopefully it can help someone else too if they need it.
[id: a light purple userbox with a dusty purple border and dusty purple text that reads “this user’s main f/o is michael afton and they are uncomfortable sharing him with others.” on the left is an image of a purple heart. /end id]
Smile ☺️ - What about your f/o makes you smile every single time? Furthermore, what's something you do that makes your f/o smile every time?
-@miraclepatty
His snark. His dry, witty humor is always appreciated and manages to brighten my day! He always has some sort of smart comment to make about things.
For me… I think he’d like my smile. Sometimes when I find something funny or get really happy, my nose scrunches as I smile, which results in showing my top teeth. For some reason, I think he’d find that endearing.
@florietiae asked: ❝ is it because you like me so much ? / mike @ jeremy! ❞ ( fic sentence starters )
The question was met with a near immediate grin, Jeremy's spot stretched out across the bed granting him a warm patch of sun through the partly-open window. "How'd you know?" He settled his hands behind his head, eyes drifting shut despite the smile still tugging at his lips. Content. Comfortable.
"I know you're tryin' to be funny, but you're not wrong." He had liked Michael from the moment he saw him, a gut feeling only sharpened by actually getting to know him. "I bet you could talk me into anything." He was joking now, but only partly. One set of eyelids peeking open in Mike's direction, he added, "Michael Afton, you're going to be the death of me. Just make sure it's a fun time."